Chapter Ten

Music blared through the large mansion styled home. Bodies rubbed up against each other, dancing as lyrics filled their ears. Bottles and plastic cups were in the hands of nearly everyone as Ryen and the other girls entered through the front door. Someone near them slammed the door shut before shouting out 'Elvis has entered the building.'

Squeezing their way through the crowd, the girls separated, each determined to find their man. Ryen, on the other hand, made her way to the stairs. Half way up the steps she examined the crowd, looking for a certain blue-eyed brunette.

"Hello good lookin'" a voice sleered into her ear from behind her. The smell of acholol appartent on their breath.
"Hi Reid. You sure know how to throw a party?"
"I know how to do other things..." Reid said suggestively.
"Do you know where Tyler is?"
"He's been waiting for ya. Last time I saw him, he was getting a drink from the kitchen. He might still be around their."
"Thanks, Reid... Don't over due it on the drinking." he just nodded at her, before following a pretty blond that passed them on the stairs.

After minutes of pushing people, Ryen had finally made her way to the kitchen entrance. Students filed in and out of the doorway. Again, pushing her way through the crowd she made it to the island. Her fingers gripped the sticky edge of the sticky, bottles and plastic cups covered counter top.

Across the island stood the six foot something beautiful blue eyed brunette that she had been looking for, and a small smile appeared on her lips. Tyler stood tall as she watched the muscles in his back as he poured beer from a keg into a cup and handed it to the girl that stood next to him. The girl said thanks before turning around and making her way out the kitchen. A guy took her place, patted Tyler on back, said something and nodded in Ryen's general direction. Tyler turned, smiling as she caught his eye. And then his eyes continued down to her exposed neck, and continued down to the slight cleavage left by the tight fabric of the dark emerald dress she wore. He turned back around, grabbed two bottles and then continued to make his way to the other side of the kitchen to his girlfriend.

He pecked her on the cheek before giving her a beer and taking her free hand and dragged her back into the main part of the house and out to the back yard.

"I know you don't care for crowds," Tyler said after closing the door behind him. After turning he eyed her up and down again. "You look beautiful," he said before meeting her lips with his. Pulling away, he rested his forehead against hers as the continued to look lovingly into each others eyes.
"Wait..." she pouted. "I'm still mad at you. I had to deal with them making me try on dresses and lingerie for five hours."
"Lingerie?" A soft blush appeared on his cheeks as his voice peeked at the word.
"You don't get to see it any time soon." she said defensively.
He gulped, "So they made you buy something?" His blush got deeper.
"Yes... and this dress. Kate said that you would like it."

Tyler couldn't see the pinkness that was now on her cheeks as he looked down at her.
"The dress is beautiful. I love it. It's my favorite color and you look absolutely stunning in it." She smiled up at him, any anger melting from her as she looked up into his deep blue eyes. Their lips met briefly before Tyler turned and pulled out one of the patio chairs for her.

A good half hour, if not more, had passed before anyone had come out.

Light filled the patio as a wide shadowy figure stood in the middle of it.

"Ty?" a deep voice asked.
"Yeah Caleb?" Tyler asked next to the small petite woman next to him.
"Mind babysitting Reid, he's had to much to drink."
"Where is he?" Tyler asked a hint of worry in his voice.
"Pogue's trying to drag him away from Aaron." Caleb spoke as if he didn't expect any less from him.

Tyler turned to Ryen, gazing into her before she spoke.
"Go get him before he does anything stupid, I'll wait out here." He pecked her cheek before following Caleb back into the house.

Her head bobbed to the muffled sound of the music from inside. She appreciated this peaceful moment alone, in her element. Night, the souls of shining stars guiding ways. Moon showing its crescent gaze and it cast shadows on everything in its path.

A breeze blew her hair gently across her face and blew the smell of the night air into her lungs. But there was a hint, just a small scent of something familiar. She closed ger eyes and breathed in again, no breeze this time. Nothing. She kept taking deep breaths. Just leaves and bark, the faint smell of rain and nightly creature going about their day...

There, her eyes shot open glaring at what surrounded her. Eyes focusing in the darkness.

Light flooded back onto the porch, illuminating her body as she stood starring into darkness.

"Well hello there sweetheart," the slurred voice of Aaron Abbott spoke. "Where's Simms?"
"Trying to keep Reid from killing you. Might want to run along, they'll be back soon."
"I'll keep you company until they get here. Wouldn't want to leave a lady alone in the dark."
"I'm not afraid of the dark."
"Really?" his voice was playful as he closed the door and made his way toward her. "Why is that?" he stopped next to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and turning her towards him. He's eyes were glinting with suggestion as he pressed her body to him.

"Darkness is not as terrifying as what's in it." a deep voice spoke from somewhere in the night.

Aaron was confused, he glanced around, squinting into the darkness trying to see this faceless voice.

"You should really fear the creatures in the dark." the voice seemed to taunt as Abbott continued to squint as he focused on finding voice. Ryen unwrapped his arm, sidestepped Abbott before walking toward the door. "You never know where they are hiding..." a figure stepped in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.
"Who the hell are you?" Aaron yelled at the unknown person.
"A creature of the night... fear." the person looked Aaron right in the eye, a faint smirk on his lips as a sharp tooth rested on his lower lip.

You could almost hear the gulp as Aaron Abbott nervously glanced at the guy a few feet away from him. "Fear..." he tired to joked. "Your face is pretty scary."
"May I speak to Ms. Ryen alone," ignoring his comment the fear-giving figure motioned for her to take a seat.

Aaron left, a confused and frightened look on his face.

Sorry for the wait.
I'll update soon.
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